Double Chocolate Chip

We spent most of mom’s birthday in the car, but we decided to go out for a special birthday dinner. Our host made a booking at the “best” local pub (it may also have been the only local pub). It was a lengthy walk down to the pub, but we enjoyed the scenery and enjoyed being out of the car after a long drive. Dani took many pictures using mom’s phone, because her own had run out of battery due to the many pictures she took on the road. It took a bit, but we were seated at a large table at the pub. We ordered possibly the best meal of the trip (certainly the best to this point) - I got an amazing pie, mom had fish and chips…etc.

The service was fairly slow, but we didn’t mind having the time to sit and talk. We discussed the adventure so far - the driving, the search for the graveyards, the various adventures in eating. Mom told us about her previous trip with JB and talked about the trip her mother took with her brother. It turned into a very entertaining dinner. We laughed about some of the random statements that had come up along the trip, including mom’s random declaration as we drove down one very narrow road that: “I don’t know how anyone got married with these roads. How would you meet anyone?”

Just one of the roads I drove on during this adventure.
Believe it or not, two way traffic was allowed.

We had decided we would order several desserts to share at the table. But only one thing looked good to Dani - double chocolate chip ice cream. The ice cream, however, was only served in a “pick three” format. Mom promptly declared that we would get the “pick three” and order “double chocolate chip, double chocolate chip, and…double chocolate chip!” We all had a good laugh at that.